Don’t Do It

It’s a rare day, rare day
You can let come to you
Without having to go

To it. On that rare day,
When it comes to you, you
May not recognize it,

The rarity of it,
In your human, pulsing,
Chattering existence,

You may run after it.
You may chase it away,
The one day, that rare day

You could have let happen,
Could have let come to you,
Asking nothing of you.